A week already?

Right now when I look up from my screen I can see my wife and son napping. And yes I know it is after 10; we nap at all hours now. And yes I should probably be napping as well, but a thought occurred to me as I was sitting here. In about 6.5 hours Keegan will be a week old. Wow. It really feels like we just brought him home; has he really been here a week? I must admit, however, that I do feel like I am beginning to know him pretty well. His cries are starting to carry a little distinction. Some of them are serious cries caused by hunger or soiled diapers and others not so serious perhaps caused by not quite knowing where he is or just what else it is he is supposed to be doing. More familiar and by far cuter are the little sounds he makes. Peeps, pops, hunhs and other seemingly gibberish sounds emanate from him and make me smile. He is a talker, for sure. I also notice his facial expressions. Most recently he is spending a little more time awake during the day and gracing us with all sorts of wonderful facial expressions. The most common faces would have to be the scrunchy face with its many meanings and the eyes wide open glare as if there was not enough information around him for his eyes to take in. My favorite face so far, however, is the look of serenity on his face as he sleeps. There is such an innocence in the calm that is a sleeping baby that I don't think is bested anywhere else in nature. As much as I love his face while he sleeps, my future favorite will be the face that tells me when he takes his first step, catches his first lightning bug or rides his bike without training wheels for the first time. He graced us with just a bit of his beautiful smile yesterday, and though I'm sure it had more to with his digestive process than anything else it still tugged at my heartstrings. Looking back we have been through a lot already. So as it gets closer to 4:39 tomorrow morning, I am finding it harder and harder to believe it has only been a week...